Back in the days of God knows when, some wiseacre came up with the occasion to celebrate love for the sake of love.
Romance... was in the air.
Ahhh...
There are some who say a Saint started it all.
Kwang reckons this Saint was probably a florist.
I say, that whoever this guy was...
He is the bane to MAN~kind,
He puts a hole in every MAN's wallet,
He puts a hole in every MAN's wallet,
...and a damn good marketer.
Today?
I'm going to stay home... alone.
I'm going to eat dinner, sans candles, at home... alone.
I'm goint to give chocolates and flowers to myself... alone.
(Thank you Fate, you screwed me over this year!)
heh~
Oh... If you probably can't tell by now, the title was meant with sarcasm.
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